The best life
I am sitting cross-legged on a queen-sized bed in my parents' house in Broederstroom. A large mosquito net is pitched over me. My throat is itching from either pollen or dust. I am ready to go to bed.
Today, being my first holiday, I slept til nine, ate fried eggs on toast for breakfast, and made my way here, where I was given presents from Germany - necklaces and clothes - and watched a slide-show of the new house my parents bought in Germany.
I was excited for them. It is beautiful. The environment is wonderful, and the house is truly cute. There is a beautiful church nearby. You have to cross a bridge to get there. There is a lake where you can ferry across. You can cycle for hours.
A part of me was jealous. I wanted to live there. I wanted to live in a cute little house with beautiful, natural and lush surroundings. I wonder. I wonder about my future. Just because I feel like I have to decide. And a part of me is afraid of letting a place choose my life rather than Life choosing my place.
Working in Kroondal is an amazing experience. I get to learn to teach in a safe and homely environment. I get to teach German. And I am learning about the grammar, and I am free to make games. My principal is the most gracious woman I have ever met. There are few pupils in a class, which makes it far more manageable, especially when it comes to marking, than if I had classes of 40. It is a Playmobil school.
Furthermore, I am attending a church whose worship touches me more than at any other church I have been to. At each service I feel like crying. I feel God's presence. And they are open to the idea of letting me sing to worship God. I have always loved singing but it never felt right for me to belong in a worship team, until now. Now all I want to do all day is worship God through song, etc.
My neighbor has been incredible. I have never been spoilt as much as I am being spoilt now, with regards to food. She is always sharing her great meals with me. I keep asking what I can do for her.
I have met some people, and made friends. Of course these things take time. The children at school, my colleagues, the parents, my neighbors, my brothers and sisters, strangers... it all takes time. And that is just it - how much time do I have here?
I wish God would make my assignment, purpose and deadline in Rustenburg clear. Why have you sent me to Rustenburg, Lord? What is Your will in Rustenburg? Why me? If there is something specific You need me to do here that only I can do, please reveal to me in a dream, a vision or a letter what my task is. I will be obedient. After all, I know that nothing You expect is bad. I know it is for the good of all, including myself.
There are things, Rick Warren says, that we all are made for, but then there is also a task especially for you as an individual, because God made you in such a way that only you can do this, and if you don't do it, no one else will. The world will not come to an end because you didn't do what God made you for, but you won't experience the life God actually intended you to have. The best life.
And I wait...
Today, being my first holiday, I slept til nine, ate fried eggs on toast for breakfast, and made my way here, where I was given presents from Germany - necklaces and clothes - and watched a slide-show of the new house my parents bought in Germany.
I was excited for them. It is beautiful. The environment is wonderful, and the house is truly cute. There is a beautiful church nearby. You have to cross a bridge to get there. There is a lake where you can ferry across. You can cycle for hours.
A part of me was jealous. I wanted to live there. I wanted to live in a cute little house with beautiful, natural and lush surroundings. I wonder. I wonder about my future. Just because I feel like I have to decide. And a part of me is afraid of letting a place choose my life rather than Life choosing my place.
Working in Kroondal is an amazing experience. I get to learn to teach in a safe and homely environment. I get to teach German. And I am learning about the grammar, and I am free to make games. My principal is the most gracious woman I have ever met. There are few pupils in a class, which makes it far more manageable, especially when it comes to marking, than if I had classes of 40. It is a Playmobil school.
Furthermore, I am attending a church whose worship touches me more than at any other church I have been to. At each service I feel like crying. I feel God's presence. And they are open to the idea of letting me sing to worship God. I have always loved singing but it never felt right for me to belong in a worship team, until now. Now all I want to do all day is worship God through song, etc.
My neighbor has been incredible. I have never been spoilt as much as I am being spoilt now, with regards to food. She is always sharing her great meals with me. I keep asking what I can do for her.
I have met some people, and made friends. Of course these things take time. The children at school, my colleagues, the parents, my neighbors, my brothers and sisters, strangers... it all takes time. And that is just it - how much time do I have here?
I wish God would make my assignment, purpose and deadline in Rustenburg clear. Why have you sent me to Rustenburg, Lord? What is Your will in Rustenburg? Why me? If there is something specific You need me to do here that only I can do, please reveal to me in a dream, a vision or a letter what my task is. I will be obedient. After all, I know that nothing You expect is bad. I know it is for the good of all, including myself.
There are things, Rick Warren says, that we all are made for, but then there is also a task especially for you as an individual, because God made you in such a way that only you can do this, and if you don't do it, no one else will. The world will not come to an end because you didn't do what God made you for, but you won't experience the life God actually intended you to have. The best life.
And I wait...
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